The black qi in the sky condensed the human body little by little, and the first to come up was a Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe, with dull eyes, holding a peachwood sword, and wearing a Qing hibiscus crown on his head.

As soon as Qin Mu saw the crown, he said angrily: "Have you collected all the souls of the people who died here?" ”

"Didn't you take it too?" Wen Xiu asked rhetorically: "It's just that I'm not as stupid as you, these souls, in my hands, will have use value." ”

Qin Mu was stunned by Wen Xiu, thinking about what he was doing in the hut, this old lady knew what to do, so she felt uncomfortable, thinking of the black gas that was omnipresent in all directions, Qin Mu had a feeling that she was being monitored.

The Taoist priest seemed to have recited a mantra, because he read it too quickly and didn't hear it clearly, a black aura came towards Qin Mu with the wind, Qin Mu hurriedly picked up the judge's pen to block it, but it was a step too late, the old monk turned his back to Qin Mu and shouted a Buddha name, and lightly wiped out the black aura invisibly.

"Attention." The old monk reminded that he didn't turn around at all.

Qin Mu's old face was slightly red, he clenched the judge's pen, and took out the rune paper he carried, these rune papers had been soaked in the lake water before, and they were wet, although he let Qin Mu dry them with spiritual power, but they were still a little deformed, seeing the large and small souls taking shape little by little, Qin Mu took a deep breath and hurriedly began to draw talismans.

The painting is still the very beginning of the thunder talisman, Qin Mu likes the lethality of thunder and lightning very much, and the heavenly thunder restrains all evil things, although Qin Mu's thunder talisman is impossible to summon the heavenly thunder, ordinary thunder is also possible.

While drawing talismans, Qin Mu began to chant witch songs, and the faint, vague sound gradually filled the audience, Qin Mu was still a little worried at first, because his song was within the audience, for fear of affecting the old monk.

But when the old monk Buddha horn sounded, began to chant the scriptures, the sound was like a bell, the Sanskrit words were shining around, surrounded by golden light, because the old monk suddenly burst out after reciting the Buddha horn, Qin Mu didn't expect this, and was so frightened that he almost broke his witch song.

Dangerously connected, a witch song that has not been sung will bring backlash to the master, Qin Mu wiped the cold sweat on his head, and his heart palpitated.

Since the old monk didn't accept any influence, Qin Mu became more and more bold, and the loud witch song resounded throughout the small island in the middle of the lake, and Wenxiu's face was a little unsightly.

Because Qin Mu's witch song is the second song in the attack chapter, that is, the twelfth chapter, the effect is chaos.

At first glance, this witch song has a feeling of divine comedy, and in order to expand the scope of the effect, Qin Mu specially opened his voice to sing this witch song, not to mention those souls that are still condensed and formed, it is a kind of restlessness that Qin Mu himself feels in his heart for no reason.

Wu Zhu itself has the ability to resist the witch song, forcibly suppress this irritability, and continue to chant the witch song, this witch song will not be as long as chapter 11, because it has only one effect, chaos, chaos to make the enemy and the enemy do not distinguish between me and me, indiscriminate attack, a small paragraph is fine, just because this witch song is short, Qin Mu is picking up and chanting, as an auxiliary, so that the spiritual power consumed is less, and you can draw two more thunder talismans.

Although it is short, the effect is still obvious, and many souls collapse when they hear it before they are formed, and those that are formed bite their companions beside them.

Qin Mu noticed that the more obvious reaction to this witch song was those souls that looked relatively weak, and some souls who seemed to be Taoist priests or monks who had cultivated before their deaths, but they didn't necessarily bite their companions, but they were just slower in their actions, as if they had slowed down the motion.

Qin Mu understood that these were all Taoist priests or monks who had come to this murderous mansion to eliminate ghosts before, and their souls were collected by Wen Xiu and turned into her thugs, but the soul fluctuations from these Taoist priests or monks were extremely familiar, as if they had seen them somewhere.

These souls also turned into fierce souls, and when a thunder talisman summoned a white lightning bolt and directly greeted the head of the Taoist priest wearing the crown of Qing Hibiscus and the Taoist priest was unscathed, Qin Mu knew where the familiar feeling of the Dao came from.

He took out a green token from his pocket, threw it to the ground at random, and a ghost wearing armor and a steel helmet appeared in the open space.

The aura on the bodies of those spirits was quite similar to that of this ghost general, and even more refined than that of the ghost general.

Qin Mu was excited, but he only came out with a ghost general card this time.

The old monk's side always used Sanskrit scriptures to attack, and the golden brilliance and scriptures surrounding his body were almost certain to kill any unlucky ghost who touched them.

Most of the weak and unstable souls have been cleared, and what is left behind are a few that are different from other souls, for example, the one with the Shangqing Hibiscus crown has a red disc under his feet, and the disc is shining with some runes that Qin Mu has never seen, which reminds Qin Mu of the time when he used to play online games, in order to distinguish the difference between himself and ordinary monsters, the boss also had such a circle under his feet.

"Donor be careful, these are all fierce spirits, and they must be dealt with carefully." The monk behind him said slowly, his voice became hoarse from chanting scriptures for a long time, and he looked much older.

After hearing this, Qin Mu immediately commanded the ghost general to charge forward, and he hid behind and threw two thunder-summoning talismans from time to time.

But this ghost general in Qin Mu's hand, in the end, was fueled by seedlings, and he came back in disgrace after fighting with a murderous spirit for less than a quarter of an hour, if it weren't for Qin Mu putting several thunder-summoning charms in a row behind him, it is estimated that his little helper would have been scattered.

The danger stabilized, Qin Mu carefully commanded the ghost to continue to rush forward, this time he was not stupid to rush forward, under the effect of Wu Ge, several ghosts were moving slowly, fortunately, the ghost general was quite flexible, and when he saw that the fierce spirit was slow, he went up to make up for two knives.

Qin Mu was not idle in his hands, constantly drawing talismans, still talismans, all of them were about to become mechanical, so the loss of spiritual power was also very large, Qin Mu had to cut corners on the thunder talisman, and strive to summon thunder as long as he could summon thunder.

And the old monk looked much more relaxed than Qin Mu, just chanting the scriptures, the surrounding Sanskrit words automatically formed a spell, and the heavenly maiden scattered flowers towards those monsters, staining and hurting, the effect was very significant.

It's just that Qin Mu noticed that the old monk's expression was not as relaxed as before, and even the golden light that shrouded him dimmed a little, and it took a lot of energy to destroy so many ghosts in one go.

Wen Xiu on the pavilion has been staring at this piece, constantly condensing the black gas in the sky, in order to put a steady stream of soul army, it is not difficult to deal with these souls, the difficulty is that there are many of them, and many ants bite the elephant to death.

And the sky, after releasing so much black gas, was still as black as ink, as if it was darker than before, like a cauldron, covering the entire island in the middle of the lake, making people breathless.